"That's what rock salt is for." Nothing looked life threatening at a first glance, but there was enough blood that something could have been hidden. "That's what happens when everyone's so damn happy they don't give a shit about anything other than that." He didn't know what was behind it but there was a narrow list. Something that was becoming part of the usual.
Eliot stayed beside him as he stood up, then grabbed his arm to hold him up as they went for the truck. When he stopped, Eliot hesitated long enough for him to catch his breath. "Who the hell is all over you anyway?" he asked, trying to use it as a distraction away from the pain he was probably in. "Is that what's left of the demon you were talking about?"